I'm having fun with my preschoolers. Their at the adorable age of innocence, where everything that comes from your mouth is as good as gold. They have yet to test out rebellion, and believe that the most troublesome aspect of the world is that their friends don't share with them. Teaching the "five year old class" has been an entirely different experience than when I substituted for the "7 year old class" last year. It hasn't been better or worse, just substantially different considering the children's maturity levels. One great aspect about teaching in Korea, as opposed to a Western country, is the fact that Korea has not taken up law suits so avidly as other countries. I don't have a fear of being called a pedophile for hugging my children, or showing them affection. In fact, that is part of my job description, giving affection to the children, hugging them, playing with them, and kissing their boo boos. Hopefully, if I can remember, I will continue writing this as a series relaying stories about my children.
I have an adorable class. Really, I'm quite lucky to have such angelic children. And I have to say, I particularly like the girls, although the boys quite frequently melt my heart as well. One of my little girls names is Elise. She's an adorable creature that might have been a kangaroo in a previous life time. She's constantly hopping around, her arms bent like short stubby kangaroo's, singing her own little tunes. She's also quite particular about dirt and mess. I imagine her mother is quite tidy. She refuses to go into the bathroom if there is anything out of the ordinary such as water on the floor, or dirt. She will come to fetch me, if the bathroom is unacceptable to her standards, and will hold her pee, until it has been cleaned up.
Stay tuned for more anecdotes from preschool.